The one thing that trumped everything else we did in Snowdonia was our Winter Hike up the Miners’ Track to Mount Snowdon.
Climbing Snowdon has always been Gary’s dream and has featured heavily on his bucket list. In fact, he enjoys stating that he will propose to me at the top of Mount Kilimanjaro.
I on the other hand, am the first to admit that I’m not the fittest in the world. A keen mountaineer in my youth in recent years a lack of hiking has meant that I have lost almost all of my skills. Add to that my ever increasing fear of heights and the fact that I had a massive chest infection the week before – and you might understand why I was dreading climbing to the top of Snowdon.
There are numerous ways up the mountain. In summer, there is even the option of hopping onto a train. Choosing the right path was difficult and took us a while. There are differing opinions on the web about the difficulty of each path. In the end the opted to follow the miner’s track. To be honest it was the best choice we could have made.